It seemed that in just the blink of an eye, they had arrived not far from the back door of Moxiang Garden.
Ning Junwu reined in his horse and gently helped Xia Xiaodong down.
This location is good, it's not far to walk there, and it won't attract the attention of Mo Xiangyuan.
After Xia Xiaodong came down, he discovered that this horse's hooves were particularly big.
If he looked carefully, he found that he was wearing special cotton shoes, which looked much better than those casually wrapped in cotton wool.
Judging from the movement along the way, the effect was also good. good.
"Go back quickly," Xia Xiaodong lowered his head and said, "The nights are long and there are many dreams, so it's better to hurry up."
"It's okay."
Ning Junwu was reluctant to leave for a moment, and said with a smile: "Hu Zi has already led people over that gang.
I will go directly out of the city from here later and meet them at the Summer Resort."
That is to say, when the two of us were riding down the street together, the group of people who were preparing to catch the traitor were surrounded and wiped out.
Xia Xiaodong couldn't help but smile.
It was the darkest time before dawn.
Ning Junwu couldn't see clearly the expression of the girl in front of him, but the faint smile was unmistakable, and he immediately felt happy.
Then I felt extremely annoyed.
When I went out, I actually forgot to put on a big cloak.
Otherwise, I would wrap Xia Xiaodong in the big cloak.
It was so appropriate.
It would be much better than rashly stretching out my arms to take action.
Xia Xiaodong couldn't see his imminent intention, and the smile on his face grew wider.
He quickly raised his legs and left, hurriedly waving and saying: "As long as we have arrangements, I'm going to go back and sleep for a while."
Ning Junwu stretched out his hand to hold her, but his hand only touched the edge of the floating cloak.
After hesitating for a moment, he didn't catch up.
Now is indeed not the time to be intimate with each other, and Xia Xiaodong really should take a nap.
Although he didn't chase after him, Ning Junwu still fell behind Xia Xiaodong.
It wasn't until the cloak disappeared through the back door of Moxiang Garden that he remained silent for a while and turned back to look for the horse.
The galloping black horse was secretly wondering.
It’s not strange to be pulled out in the middle of the night.
All four legs are wearing horse shoes that are not commonly worn.
This is the name given to these shoes by the black horse.
It’s not strange either.
However, Wei Mao was riding heavily on two people’s shoes.
At that time, the master was in a good mood, but now he feels relaxed.
When he was alone, his mood became more and more gloomy, even angry.
Yes, horses are smart and sensitive, and they can know their master's mood.
This is a whisper.
Don't let those minions know, otherwise they will rush to flatter you.
Turning back to his room from the window, Xia Xiaodong immediately felt like he was in another world.
The room was quiet, of course, because there was no one around.
I wonder if Qiujuan and the others had smoked incense during the day, and the faint smell of cloves drifted here and there.
Xia Xiaodong took a deep breath and slowly relaxed.
He first untied the cloak, folded it and put it back in place.
Then he took off the Hu clothes inside, folded it and put it back in place.
Finally, he put his broad legs on the bedside.
Put on your fine cotton pajamas, then lift up the curtain and sleep.
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The pillow that was originally hidden in the quilt happened to be used to hug, and I kicked something hard under my feet and stepped on it.
The warm thing was Yu Pozi.
Phew, as soon as Xia Xiaodong's head touched the pillow, he let out a deep breath and fell into the deepest sleep.
The scavengers have already taken action, so there is no need to worry about the rest.
The Viking city was very large and had a large population.
There were many high-ranking officials, noble officials, and ministers, and there were even more ordinary people in the city.
Every time the morning light begins to light up, the whole city gradually wakes up.
The little donkey cart pouring night fragrance was the first to pass through the streets and alleys.
Yawning maids or wives, some of whom were still wearing pajamas and pajamas, hurried out to summon the old ladies who drove the cart.
After the donkey cart has left, the man sweeping the floor will come to clean.
After a while, the vegetable seller's load and the water cart will appear.
However, these people all bypassed a special area.
Panggong Hutong.
The so-called Pang Gong is said to be a prime minister-level figure in history and the founder of female music.
Female musicians, you know.
The location of Panggong Hutong is somewhat ironic.
It is between the Viking Government Office and the Xuezheng Government Office.
It is said to be an alley, but in fact it is a large area with all kinds of things.
It is definitely not comparable to ordinary small alleys.
Why do everyone walk around this place so early in the morning?
It's very simple.
People there haven't gotten up yet.
If you run over and disturb someone's dream, are you asking for a reward or a beating?
Unlike other places where work starts at dawn and ends at night, people in Panggong Hutong start work only at nightfall, climax at midnight, go to bed at the fourth watch, and get up at the third watch.
But today, the girl Yingying from Jinfeng Tower did not wait for the sun to rise three o'clock, but before it was over, she stretched out a jade hand from the tent and lazily called the maid: "Bao'er, bring me some washing water."
"Girl, will you get up now?"
According to the rules of the yard, when a girl is with a guest, unless the guest disagrees, the maid must always be there to serve, holding tea and fruits, dressing and taking off clothes, wiping herself and bathing, and even taking a bath.
It is the maid's business to pour night fragrance into the chamber pot.
I know that the girl was not happy that she met a rude man last night.
He didn't understand the charm at all, and he didn't show any pity for his beauty.
Instead, he slapped him with a big-eared scraper, spitted, farted and called a bitch.
How can he be happy?
So Bao'er didn't dare to go to bed.
He was there early He waited by the bed so that the girl and the guest could get up, otherwise they would be beaten again accidentally.
As Miss Yingying spoke, she had already sat up, opened the curtain a little, revealing half of her snow-white body, and said impatiently: "Just go get water if I ask you to, what are you talking about?"
Bao'er responded and was about to fetch water.
Unexpectedly, the man behind the girl also woke up.
A thick, black and hairy arm stretched out, grabbed the girl's waist, and pulled her back into the tent.
Went.
"Why don't you use enough water to wash your face?
Go and bring some buckets of hot water.
I want to take a bath."
A rough voice ordered: "By the way, I have to go back and buy two bowls of fresh pulp."
Seeing the low-hanging pink tent shaking violently, Baoer sighed, turned around and went out to buy some syrup first.
At this time, Old Lin, who usually sells pulp, hadn't come out yet, so he had to go to his house in the back street to buy it.
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Girl Yingying felt unhappy and let the man toss her around without saying a word or moving.
She simply turned her pretty face away without even looking at him.
"I didn't spend my money to get a dead person."
The man was so angry that he grabbed girl Yingying's body with both hands and shook her violently.
"No, no, it's not good."
Suddenly, Bao'er's breathless cry came from outside the tent: "There are, there are, there are dead people":